super dangerous novelist

The news of the failure of the mission of the two conjurers quickly spread to the Conjuration High School. After the night moth learned the whole story, it received an order from its superiors, and then fell silent.

The superior seems to be aware of Jiang Ye's existence, and there are many eyeliners in the school. It will be a matter of time before the newly written article is noticed.

When he found Jiang Ye Xuezhen again, the other party wondered why he had something to do again.

"Is there any other order? Teacher Yemo?" The boy who looked harmless asked.

Night Moth said solemnly: "Go and attend a meeting with me."

Hearing his words, the students who were at the side popped up one after another.

Jia Ruozi's eyes widened, "Eh? Teacher Noctua, can you tell me what kind of meeting it is? It won't be the same as I thought, right?"

She remembered the news that hit the Internet today.

Gojo Satoru crossed his hands in front of him, glanced over casually, with disgust in his eyes, "You've caused trouble again, please get your superiors to deal with this matter as soon as possible."

Xia Youjie was silent.

Noctua didn't give these gossip students a chance to listen to the corner, and told Jiang Ye to follow quickly.

Before leaving, Jiang Ye checked his pockets and followed them with peace of mind after seeing the cigarettes and lighters inside.

The two walked out of the school and boarded the car heading to the meeting place.

Jiang Ye and Ye Moth sat side by side in the back seat, and the one sitting in the co-pilot was someone he didn't know.

At first, no one spoke, Jiang Ye rolled his eyes boredly, then took out another cigarette, pouted and pinched it between his nose and mouth, slowly smelling the smell of tobacco.

As if these weren't enough for his entertainment, Jiang Ye's wandering eyes finally fell on the serious-looking Noctua.

"Mr. Ye Moth, there are no students around now, why don't you tell me what's going on?"

Ye Moth heard the sound and looked at the talkative boy, his brows were still furrowed, "There is another special magic spirit in Yokohama."

Under his solemn gaze, the boy blinked his eyes as if he was remembering, and soon he smiled as if remembering something, "Ah, special grade refers to the highest level of magic spirit, I read this in a book today."

Finding that the young man really didn't know anything about what happened, Noctua sighed heartbroken, which resulted in Jiang Ye's greetings.

"Mr. Ye Moth, are you okay? Why do you always sigh? Are you tired?"

"Ah... I'm fine." Just a little tired.

Without Jiang Ye's knowledge, the super-level magic spirit born out of his writing had already killed two first-level magicians. The superiors might have been furious. After all, it is not easy to train a first-level magician. .

However, two of them were directly damaged this time, and they were inadvertently killed by a young man who couldn't master the magic power...

Presumably, at this meeting, the elders will not let Jiang Ye go easily.

Should this be clearly told to the other party?After all, this is not something the other party can control...

Jiang Yexue really didn't know that the moth had so many psychological activities at this time. After seeing the other party finished speaking, he stopped paying attention to himself, and just took a cigarette by himself, addicted like a cat sniffing catnip.

The car then stopped on a remote side of the road. After getting out of the car, the person sitting in the passenger seat took out a black cloth to cover Jiang Ye's eyes.

"Ah, it's so dark, I can't see it at all." Jiang Ye said after the other party tied the knot, and subconsciously stretched out his hand to fumble around, "Where is Teacher Ye Moth?"

When he finally touched a big, slightly rough hand, he immediately tightened his grip and relaxed his tone, "I found it, and I must not let go, Mr. Ye Moth, I won't feel safe."

Night Moth glanced at him, the boy's eyes were covered by a black cloth, but the corners of his mouth kept smiling, he didn't look like he was insecure as he said.

Forget it, just follow him.

A group of people led Jiang Ye Xuezhen through a top-secret path and finally arrived at the meeting place. It was a quaint Japanese-style building, and several people took off their shoes outside the corridor before entering it.

When we came to the door of the conference room, as soon as we opened the door, the elders around the conference table all cast sharp gazes at the door.

The focus of his eyes was the blindfolded boy who was drawn in by the night moth.

"You can take it off." Night Moth reminded.

Jiang Ye then took off the black cloth covering his eyes, narrowed his eyes not yet adapted to the light, and quickly glanced at the elders in front of him.

Different from everyone's serious and condensed expressions, Jiang Ye smiled and raised his hand to say hello to them: "Yahoo~ How are you~"

"..." The atmosphere froze quickly, and no one responded.

Night Moth squeezed the space between his brows.

"Happy smiling face, you can tell it's not a fuel-efficient lamp!" An old man said coldly.

The rest of the elders snorted softly.

Jiang Ye tilted his head, not feeling embarrassed or angry, and took out the cigarette he had played all the way, "Can I smoke?"

Noctua couldn't make a sound, so it just gave a dry cough as a reminder.

Seeing this, the white-bearded old man named Jiashen of Leyan Temple tapped the crutch in his hand with his fingers, "Noctua, didn't you communicate well in advance? This ignorance is really embarrassing."

Night Moth could only bow his head and admit his mistake: "I didn't think twice."

Hearing the words, the old man of Leyan Temple snorted inexplicably, "But yes, maybe there is no need to inform the criminal who caused the accident."

Night Moth frowned: "..."

This kind of statement is obviously arbitrary, and the reasons for the current situation should not all be pinned on Jiang Ye.

"Crack-"

The sound of the lighter being pressed suddenly sounded, and everyone's eyes were attracted by the sound.

In the center of his eyes, the young man with exquisite eyebrows and eyes looked up and took a mouthful of the just lit cigarette. A wisp of smoke filled his mouth, and then slowly exhaled to blow it away.

Jiang Ye walked straight to the conference table with a cigarette between his fingers, and sat down on the table under the disbelieving eyes of everyone, his eyes were half closed, and his gaze fell obliquely on the withered old face of Jiashen of Leyan Temple.

"It's time for your teeth to be replaced." The young man said with a smile.

Leyan Temple stared: "?"

The young man took a puff of the cigarette, felt the stimulation of nicotine, narrowed his golden eyes happily, and grinned at him with a smile, "It is said that the teeth of people with bad mouth will also be smoked black and smelly, no wonder I am so old It stinks from afar.”

"However, the bad breath can't be cured, so I can only change to a decent set of teeth."

Leyan Temple still wanted to hear what he had to say, but in the end his eyebrows were raised in anger by his words, "Dare you, junior!"

Those present who didn't know that the elders of Leyan Temple love to piss people off, especially the juniors that they don't like, but this time, it's a rare thing to be pissed like this by a junior with no background.

Jiang Ye waved his hand at that, and made a disgusted look, "Speak less, everyone is so stinking speechless, isn't there a meeting? Since the protagonist has arrived, you can start Alright."

Leyan Temple Jiashen stood up directly, and the old man who was watching the theater hurriedly pulled him back, "Leyan Temple, don't be so fussy with the junior, there are still business matters to discuss."

"..." Leyan Temple fixed Jiang Ye's eyes firmly, biting his back molars angrily, as if he wanted to eat him alive.

Jiang Ye smiled back disapprovingly.

However, at this time, Noctua was already worried and provoked the Leyan Temple of the Presbyterian Church. It seems that this time Jiang Ye is in danger...